Shackled City - Chapter I


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As the dandy approached the door and rapped a happy tune on it, Zeric scanned the street around them as best he could, trying to see if there was anyone who seemed to be showing any interest to the locksmith's nocturnal visitors.
 

As if two half-elves, a halfling in a weird get-up, a 6ft tall she elf, an armed human and a half-orc wouldn't draw attention... Alinis smirks, examining an arrow for any imperfections as she leans against the wall of the shop, glaring at anyone who dared look in their general direction.
If we can't be incospicious, be menacing....
 
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A window on the 2nd floor of the building opens and a white-haired gnome pops his head out. "Shop's closed, friend. Come back after sunrise," he stares, waiting for the party to leave.
 


"Church...going?" the gnome asks, repeating the bard's words. "Look, I'm not interested in converting to your religion. If you have other business with me it will have to wait until tommorrow!"
 

"What...hey..." Orpheus trails off with his finger in the air.
There is a pause as he collects himself.
"Look, we need to talk to you about the kidnappings going on," he says quickly, trying to hold the attention of the shopkeeper.
 


“Please master Gnome, could you spare us a few minutes of your time. It would be greatly appreciated.”
“We just want to ask you some questions about your fine craftsmanship.”


(Diplomacy check +5)
 
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